What started as a one-time Krusty Burger sandwich made of a now-extinct animal has turned into a common term in our vocabulary. McDonalds doesn't have a McRib anymore, they have a ribwich. "Hey look, the ribwich is back." Even the microwave garden burger soy-based ribs are "ribwiches". It's a name only The Simpsons could come up with and actually be better than everything else.
No explanation necessary?
Another "Homerism"; where he will see something delicious, close his eyes, utter a slow "mmmmmmmm" followed by the food product tempting him.
Can you name the car with four-wheel-drive?
Smells like a steak and seats thirty-five!
Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down.
It's a country-fried truck endorsed by a clown.
Twelve yards long and two lanes wide,
sixty-five tons of American pride!
Top of the line in utility sports!
Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts.
She blinds everybody with her super-high beam.
She a squirrel-squishin', deer-smackin' drivin' machine!
Any gigantic truck or massive sport utility vehicle is usually referred to as the "Canyonero" even it isn't driven by some obnoxious dimwit. If it's massive presence obstructs something essential to your driving experience like oncoming traffic, a hot chick in another car, or sunlight; then it is a "Canyonero".
Cheese-eating surrender monkeys
This line from Scottish school groundskeeper Willie when forced to substitute-teach French class is now a common slam on the French or anybody from France or a French speaking Canadian providence. "Bonjourrrrr, you cheese-eatin' surrender monkeys!" A Google search retrieves 135,000 exact hits on this topic.